Paint Me A Martyr

Martyr me
Nothing i ever said meant shit
I wasn't put here for you earthly betterment
But i suppose i care, when you push me down the stairs
Tell everyone that i died for something good

Paint me a martyr
Tie me up
On a branch of the lynch mobs tree

Look for me
Where the refuse meets the sea
You can see that bullshit glistening so clearly
And if you can't decide, wether to meet me thats ok
Ill be sitting with my self spun sinking feeling